So I re-read The Foxhole Court last night/this morning and like… I can’t stop thinking about how Matt is just… immediately in Neil’s corner. Like. It’s not like they bond over some shared interest or experience, it’s not like Matt walks in and Neil is being actively harassed by Andrew’s crew, triggering his protective instincts. He just…
Neil: exists, is smol, dresses like a hobo, whole life fits in a duffel bag
natsumes friends are just. the best. the kid could be just screaming at some invisible monster and being shoved off bridges but his friends just go with it. they accept him, magical bullcrap and all. even when hes obviously hiding stuff from them and tells them hes “’‘okay”“ with that sad smile, they just love him anyway
geez all of his little friend group just gives me so many feelings. they’re so pure okay
Nothing but My Aching Soul 